Porcelain Thimble

And so to dinner with Pablo
Diego José Francisco de
Paula Juan Nepomuceno María de
los Remedios Cipriano de
la Santísima Trinidad Ruiz y
Picasso, the ceaseless demiurge
whose fingers jab for la carte,
his blue bulb of a face dim
but for the wild cat eyes that spark up
when during our aperitif he slips me
conjoined porcelain thimbles
he has baked in the shape
of a fair pair of breasts.